Thanks, Jesse.
Coffee On My Monitor
This thread is for Buffista quotage. Posts that are profound, witty, or otherwise deserving of immortality go here. This is also Shrift's source for the BRQG, so be aware that if your words end up here, they'll also end up there. Finally, please note which thread spawned the quotage and please white-out anything that might be spoilery to Un-Americans.
Daniel C. Jensen in Quotable Buffy thread:
Death is her art because all the good art classes were filled.
Allyson: Oh, once I managed to get the twist tie out of my hair, I tossed it. Like, she really mushed it into my hair. Why? Why would she mush a twist tie into my hair?
In Bitches:
Sean:
Even if you are secretly a huge fundementalist and are just keeping notes on which of us is going straight to Hell.
El Phab:
Shit! You found me out. (oops...I guess my use of "shit" probably gave away the fact that I'm not really serious here. Let's try this again.)
Damn! You found me out. (whoops again...ok...so I'm not very good at pretending to be a fundie.)
Gus, funny no matter how much or little alcohol he has ingested. In Natter. And no, ya don't get no context.
American-me: "Who let the dogs out?" Educator-me: "Flee! There are dogs among us!" Somali-me: "Look! Lunch!" Irish-me:" "Bring on yer feckin' dags, man."
Damn, that was funny the first time, but now I'm doing it with accents ... it's even better.
"Flee! t insert Shakespearean rep theatre hand gesture There are dogs among us!"
That's my pops-in-law.
Heh. I love this thread, because it means the skippers and skimmers among us still get to enjoy the best of the Buffistae.
In Bitches -
Steph
I am totally humorless when not doped up, and would otherwise never sing while eating jell-o.
In Natter:
amych: Hell, in NC, not only are oral and anal sex illegal regardless of your orientation, so are sex between umarried people, the use of a hotel room for immoral purposes, and my all-time personal fave, "Using Profane or Indecent Language on Public Highways".
billytea: Y'know, I had to think about this for a moment. I found myself trying to envisage the number of ways you could orient yourself for oral sex before I got the point.*
*: Finally twigged I was on the wrong track when I caught myself thinking "Facing Mecca!"
Emily, because context is for wimps:
Oops. As I go looking for Hell, I find angels.
In the Bible, in the Bible! Anyway, I'll let you know what I find out.